Chapter 32: The Emperor's Chat Group

“Handsome, can we get to know each other?”

Just as Jiang Chen was calculating how much he had "invested" this time, someone sent him a private message.

It was actually Zero Seventeen.

This million-follower influencer had lost face because of him, yet it seemed she held no grudge.

Jiang Chen wasn't stupid; with a little thought, he understood the reason.

It was nothing else.

It was simply the charm of wealth.

“How do you know I’m handsome?”

“A feeling.”

Zero Seventeen replied quickly, followed by a shy emoji.

She didn't act like a million-follower influencer at all; she seemed more like a girl next door.

Jiang Chen, of course, understood that she couldn't be this friendly to every single fan.

It really was good to be rich.

“Handsome, where are you from?”

Becoming a million-follower influencer was indeed no simple feat. Zero Seventeen’s move was clearly an attempt to pull the rug from under him.

Losing wasn't scary; what was scary was failing to summarize the reason for the loss.

If she could lure this benefactor over and turn him into her own fan, what did one loss even matter?

Forget one turtle; she’d be willing to draw ten, or even a hundred.

Jiang Chen received a notification.

Zero Seventeen had followed him.

“From Shenzhou.”

“Giggle, handsome, you’re so humorous. Can we exchange contact info? If you ever come to Hainan for a trip, I can be your tour guide~”

Zero Seventeen’s words were loaded with meaning.

As a veteran "simp," Jiang Chen smiled and replied: “I don't like women being proactive.”

Zero Seventeen froze. When she sent another message, there was no reply from the other side.

The financial power Jiang Chen displayed tonight had shocked countless people.

Private messages came in like a relentless bombardment.

To find some peace, Jiang Chen set his account to private, no longer accepting messages from strangers.

“Thank you.”

Li Shurui sent a message.

Within those two simple words, there seemed to be a thousand unspoken sentiments.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but wonder: if he revealed his identity at this moment, would the most beautiful flower of the Arts Academy be moved to tears, or perhaps even offer herself to him?

But upon careful thought, he felt it was somewhat unrealistic.

Furthermore.

The "investment" wasn't enough.

So far, he had spent less than ten million on Li Shurui. If he completed the conquest task now, based on the one-tenth cashback ratio, he would only walk away with less than a million.

Damn.

That wouldn't even be enough to buy a Panamera.

Feeling a slight pang of regret, Jiang Chen could only suppress the urge to reveal his identity and maintain his mysterious persona to the end.

“You're welcome.”

Looking at the nonchalant three words in the chat box, Xu Siyi, Zheng Jingjing, and Guo Ran, who were crowding around, looked at each other in bewilderment.

“Who on earth is this guy? Are a few million dollars really that insignificant to him?”

“A conservative estimate would be that this person has a net worth of over a billion. Shurui, this is your destiny—you must seize it!” Zheng Jingjing urged earnestly.

“But what if he’s an old man?” Xu Siyi joked.

“So what if he’s an old man? Love knows no age!”

“Jingjing, can you be any more disgusting?” Guo Ran said, speechless.

“Oh, I was just joking! Would an old man know how to use Xingkong? Would he watch livestreams? Besides, judging by his tone, he shouldn't be old. I'd guess thirty at most—most likely a successful diamond bachelor.”

Zheng Jingjing’s mind was already conjuring images of chaebols from Korean movies, her eyes sparkling.

“Shurui, in a few days, you might just become a wealthy young wife. I'm so jealous!”

Li Shurui was speechless.

The other party had thrown an astronomical amount of wealth at her—wealth she could never have imagined before. Logically, he should have had "ulterior motives," but until now, aside from squandering money in the livestream room, he had shown no desire in any other aspect privately. In fact, every time she took the initiative to message him, he acted indifferent.

Could a windfall really fall from the sky?

Jiang Chen’s grand gesture tonight had even alerted the Xingkong officials.

“Respected Mr. Hanjiang Guying, it is an honor to have you become an Emperor Member of Xingkong. You are now invited to join the Emperor Chat Group.”

Since his account was set to private, strangers could not message him, but this was a system notification.

Emperor?

Jiang Chen was quite surprised, then noticed that an icon resembling a crown had appeared behind his account ID at some point.

After investigating, he discovered that Xingkong, like certain pure streaming platforms, had a nobility system.

However, unlike others, Xingkong's titles were not something you could opt into; they were automatically bestowed by the system after spending a certain amount.

Emperor was the highest rank on Xingkong.

It could be obtained by spending five million RMB.

Looking at the group number, Jiang Chen considered it for a moment and decided to join.

Although he had previously been just an ordinary college student, he understood the importance of connections.

This was the Emperor Chat Group.

That meant every member inside was an Emperor!

In other words, everyone had spent at least five million on Xingkong!

Without a doubt, the people in this group were undisputed heavyweights!

After entering the Emperor Group, Jiang Chen immediately changed his group nickname and instinctively checked the member list.

There weren't many people, only about a dozen.

*Who Rules the Tides*: “Emperor Han, I have long heard of your great name.”

*Red Heart*: “It’s been a long time since we had a newcomer. Emperor Han, a hundred-year streak of protection is truly unprecedented; I fear no one will follow in your footsteps.”

*Dragon Soars the Four Seas*: “Haha, I knew Emperor Han would join eventually. I just didn't expect it to be so soon.”

*Sky-Shooting Wolf*: “Emperor Han, now that you're in the group, we are all family. If there is any business in the future, let's look out for one another.”

Jiang Chen’s arrival was like a stone thrown into a still lake.

The mysterious Emperor Chat Group became lively instantly.

Emperor Han?

Jiang Chen realized they were likely addressing him.

One had to realize that this group likely contained the top titans of various industries, while he was merely a senior student at a university in Dongda.

These big shots were being far too polite.

Of course.

Jiang Chen understood that these titans had no idea of his actual identity; they simply treated him as an equal.

“Hello everyone, I am Hanjiang Guying. I look forward to your guidance in the future.”

Jiang Chen didn't lose his composure. After all, he had over ninety trillion sitting in his account, but he wasn't arrogant. He acted low-key and humble, immediately winning everyone's favor.

“Haha, of course!”

No one pressed Jiang Chen for his specific identity. After all, anyone capable of entering this group had a net worth measured in hundreds of millions at the very least; they wouldn't be so reckless.

Even if they were curious about what he did, they wouldn't pry the moment he joined.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Chen gained a general understanding of the Emperor Group. For people he wasn't familiar with, they were generally addressed by their "Imperial" titles. If he hadn't known the terrifying threshold for joining this group, he might have thought they were just a bunch of chuunibyou teenagers.

Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Chen quickly checked his Moments. Seeing that his posts were only visible for the last three days, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if these big shots didn't ask for his identity, it didn't mean they wouldn't secretly check his profile.

If they discovered he was just a college student, things would get very interesting.

It seemed he would have to be more careful about what he posted on his Moments from now on.